A Charioteer’s Grace

(This is not an April Fool’s Day Joke)

Life unfolds in moments—some ordinary, some extraordinary, and then there are those where the divine reveals itself unmistakably. What happened to us on that highway was nothing short of a miracle.

We were driving as usual when, without warning, a bus veered into our lane. In an instant, we swerved sharply to the left, the tires losing grip. The car spun out of control, plunged into a ditch, and began to cartwheel. Once, twice, three times—glass shattering, metal twisting, the world spinning violently around us.

And then—stillness.

Shaken but conscious, upon coming to an halt, my brother and I checked on each other. The front doors were jammed, the windshield and rear glass lay in pieces, shards embedded in my brother’s face and hands. But we were alive. That alone felt unreal.

We were trapped until kind strangers stopped to help, forcing the doors open. And just like that, we stepped out—battered, but remarkably intact. Bruises and the seatbelt’s imprint across our bodies were the only marks of what should have been a catastrophic crash. It felt as though something unseen had cushioned the impact, shielding us from devastation.

As soon as I got out of the car, I reached for Tiruchendur Viboothi in my bag and smeared it on our foreheads.

At the hospital, doctors checked our vitals and conducted multiple scans for internal injuries. The airbags hadn’t even deployed, yet we had walked away from a wreck that should have left us broken. The doctors, staring at our scans, were baffled. Apart from soreness and minor wounds, we were unscathed. Their disbelief mirrored our own.

And then, the realization struck with overwhelming clarity—something greater had protected us. The Almighty had been our unseen airbag.

A shiver ran through me. Was this mere coincidence, or had we just witnessed the divine hand at work?

On the way home from the hospital, I checked the laptop bag that had been with me through the crash. Inside were two things: the Bhagavad Gita and an image of Krishna guiding Arjuna’s chariot. (I finished writing the 18th chapter of Gita  the day before). At the very moment the accident occurred, the Purusha Sooktham had been playing in the car.

I now know the answer in my heart. We had been held, shielded, and guided—just as Krishna had guided Arjuna through battle.

Sometimes you live to tell the tale. Today, my heart overflows with gratitude—not just for our lives, but for the undeniable reminder that when all seems lost, He is there, always.

The Unsung Hero of My Gut

This morning, I found myself on the porcelain throne, bracing for an unforgettable moment. It wasn’t just another visit—it was a full-fledged labor. The contractions came in waves, and I knew this one had been growing inside me for days, nurtured in the depths of my being. Some gestations last ten months, and we honor those with great reverence. But some, like this, last just a few excruciating days and deserve equal respect.

I sat there, caught in a whirlwind of emotions—elation, anticipation, and a touch of anxiety. Would this be a smooth delivery? Would I need assistance or epidural? Would I walk out of this bathroom a changed person?

Then, I remembered a famous Tamil movie dialogue that mocks a person:

“Did your mother give birth to you, or just eject you?”

There was no doubt—this one belonged to the latter category. It had been raised, nourished, and now, it was time for its grand exit. There was no need to pick up or name this one.

The moment arrived. A deep breath. A final push. And then… relief.

No gun salute was necessary, but I stood up out of sheer respect. With a triumphant smile, I bid farewell to my long-gestating creation.

Should this delivery be celebrated? Perhaps not with cake, but with a moment of silent gratitude—for the body, for the process, and for the simple joys of a successful conclusion.

Epilogue: I walked out of the bathroom feeling ten pounds lighter, with a renewed appreciation for life’s simplest victories.

Voyages of the self

We have to travel alone and outward to go within in and find our peace spot. This is my first solo trip in eight years and if you think it must have been tough to go solo, you’re mistaken. I was always alone in all my relationships, so there was no switch. 

When you travel to a place without a check list or not popularised by Insta reels, you have the opportunity to look at it with a fresh pair of eyes. Moreover, you’re not pressured to recreate a picture perfect vacation selfie or Instagram Reel.

Furthermore, when you’re not time bound and not hounded by office calls and emails or the thought of going back to work, it feels more special and peaceful.

While I booked my onward journey, I wasn’t sure where I wanted to go, which made it all the more special and exciting. I went back to the same place for the 5th time and this is where my mind, body and soul rejoices.

Having retired from an active corporate career, I was not time bound and I traveled by local buses to enjoy sights of beautiful villages nestled in the woods along the river and strike a conversation with the locals and understand their life and aspirations. 

Interestingly, on the train and bus trips, I met two teenage boys (age of my nephew) who weren’t distracted by their mobiles wanted to have a conversation with me on my career and life journey. This felt surreal! How I wish we had technology to swap lives. 

Just because I was on my vacation, I didn’t change my daily routine: exercising, meditating and eating healthy food.

While the sunrise is a bit later in the west coast, I rose at 5.30 am listening to the pitter patter of the rains, thanks to the monsoon season. With bare feet and an umbrella over my head, I headed to the beach for my morning walk.

The gregarious or drunken sea, however you want to look at it, had incurred the shore, nevertheless, I managed to a negotiated a small stretch for my walk while the waves continuously washed my feet reminding me that they own of this place. I came as a visitor and not with an intention to conquer or usurp.

I crossed several boats that returned with a fresh catch from the seas and watched busy humans removed the entangled fishes from the nets and sort them by sizes. Dogs and birds waited by their side like goons to get their share from the catch. 

I walked a kilometre towards the southern end of the beach and settled on a lichen covered rock. There was no urge to read the newspaper or check X for any updates, instead I caught a glimpse of the horizon, filled my lungs with fresh air and I closed my eyes for a dozen rounds Pranayama followed by meditation. 

Thirty minutes later, I fished for iPods in my bag and selected Illayaraja songs that matched the beats of the waves and moods of the sea. What a healthy dose of endorphins instead of adrenaline rushed mornings.

At around 9.30 am my stomach growled and I headed home after a quick stop by the market looking for a ripe papaya and bananas for breakfast. On the way, I noticed these leaves dancing and waving in joy. Not sure if anyone notice their spirited smile, but I stopped by them, gave a peck on their cheeks and carried home their positive energy.

After the breakfast, like an old man, I took a nap on the lazy chair rejoicing my freedom. When we slow down, we get to appreciate life and be grateful.

Around noon, I forced myself to shower, hand washed my clothes and put them out in the balmy sun before heading to a nearby restaurant for a healthy vegan meal. As I was in no hurry, I let the chef cook at his own pace. In exchange, I got my share of local news and updates from the staff. 

Finally, I returned home at 3 pm, filled my water bottle and walked back to check on my gregarious friend. Now, she had retracted her emotions and may be it was her turn to mediate or sober? 

Again, I perched on the lichen covered stone, admiring the tall coconut trees, starring at the calm sea and playing another set of melodies to match the mood and beats of the waves. In between, if I got bored, I befriended the local dogs and shared some of my nuts in exchange for tricks. If they were tired resting after playing lifeguards at night, I invited the local boys to join me for game for frisbee by the sea. If they turned down my invite, I got philosophical watching the vegetation, sober waves and activity on the shore and watching the farm to plate of priced catches form the sea.

Here is a sample : “Be hard as a rock but allow lichens grow on you. Don’t mistake kindness for symbiotic intelligence.”

I’m not an artist, but that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy and appreciate artists and their creations. Nature is a Super artist and I patiently waited for twilight to set in and catch the magic in the sky that appeared with the rise of Moon and Venus. This happens like clockwork every evening, does someone turns on the dial every evening?

Feeling charged and grateful at the end of this sound and light show, I walked back home through the market reading the emotions on shopkeepers face to understand if their registers kept ringing or hibernating. As I retreat back into my den, I replay the images of the seashore in a loop before slipping another world. 

“There is only one day left, always starting over: it is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.” - Jean-Paul Sartre

I traveled hundreds of Kilometres in these 50 years to finally reach this spot within filled peace, calmness and gratitude. I realised, there are journeys within a journey and these reflections help me identify and navigate them slowly.

They say life begins at the end of your comfort zone…and sometimes I want my life to end at this comfort zone.

Remember, our lives are a solo trip, people join us for some portions of the journey but no one travels the entire journey with us. 

What does your journey look like? Do you have a comfort zone and a peace spot that you keep going back to?

Srividya and Jayalalitha - Uncanny life resemblance

The two movie stars who I admired the most in Tamil film industry are Jayalalitha and Srividya. From boldness, beauty to being self made and trusting wrong people, both had many identical traits. While Jayalalitha was elder to Srividya by 5 years, both of them worked in the industry at the same time and acted in a dozen movies together. Sadly, they ended up living the life of characters they played on screen - Venniradai and Aboorvaragangal. 

Recently, I watched Srividya's brother's wife share the life journey and trials and tribulations faced by the actress and I realized not just people but their life stories  can bear uncanny resemblance. 

Here are some similarities I could spot

1. Their mothers were artists and sole breadwinners of the family
2. Both their fathers were irresponsible and lived off their wife
3. These women learnt Barathanatyam at an early age and were also great singers and came into movies due to family situation
4. They longed for love and care from parents who were too busy and unavailable 
5. Both of them were introverts, artistic, bold, beautiful, and adamant 
6. They had a sibling (brother) and a small circle of friends 
7. Both longed for a simple family life with children
8. They trusted the wrong men and got into relationships that brought them down
9. Both of them were conscious about their weight and explored treatments for weight loss
10. They built homes with their hard earned money that was usurped by someone they trusted
11. The characters they played in Aboorva Ragangal and Venniradai ended up being their life story 
12. Both of them disconnected with their families at some point and finally died as orphans  and were given State honors with a grand funeral

The popular belief about seven "doppelgangers" seems true and may be we could have 7 identical stories too? Let us explore the other 5...

Outreach in the time of COVID -19

The COVID-19 is impacting humanity, economy, life and livelihood like we've nothing seen before. It has spared no countries and comes in multiple waves leaving millions scarred and scared. 

We all know of a friend, a colleague, a family member or a family who has been impacted by this lethal virus. Many of us freeze when we receive that call from a dear/near to informing us they tested positive and every minute following that turns anxious and nights become sleepless until the person recovers. 

I put together some notes based on my personal experience from when a family member and a few friends  tested positive. Here are some outreach tips.

Ensure you have the following supplies at home during this time. Please don’t hoard!

1. Pulse oximeter
2. Thermometer
3. Paracetamol tablets 1 strip
4. Cough syrup 1 bottle
5. Vitamins and Zincovit tablets
6. Steam inhaler and Karvol Plus capsules
7. N95 Masks and gloves
8. Hand sanitizer
9. Spirometer for breathing exercise
10. Face shield 
11. Mask for nebulizer
12. Dettol
13. Domex

Check if someone in your close circle has a nebuliser that you can borrow incase of emergency. Rest of the medicines will have to be prescribed by a registered medical professional.

Notes for those of you who wanna help your family member/friends who test positive.

1. Don’t out them on social media or to your friends unless it is absolutely needed.
2. Keep track of their treatment, consultation and medicines.
3. Check on them once or twice a day for any help.
4. You can order grocery, medicines, Dunzo home cooked meals (ask them what they would like to eat), schedule test and doctors appointments.
5. Don’t give advice or overload them with links and videos on what do to - they are best left to doctors.
6. Keep track of critical medicines, beds, oxygen, etc. in your city and how you can get hold in case there are in need.
7. Be patient and think calmly.

Some of my friends have tested positive, so some wisdom for you all.

1. Take a RT-PCR test if you have any COVID19 symptoms - fever, sore throat, conjunctivitis, headache, stomach issues, etc.
2. Check your SP02 (blood oxygen saturation) every two hours and write it down.
3. Consult a Covid doctor (Apollo, Narayana, Fortis, etc. have virtual consultations) when your RT-PCR turns positive. - You are not a super person to fight it without medical help.
4. Be responsible and inform people who’ve come in contact with and ask them to isolate and test.
5. Create a small network of friends who can keep tabs on you - order medicines, grocery, arrange home cooked meals and schedule your tests/doctor appointments.
6. Some workplaces have setup up Covid help desk- keep those numbers handy.
7. Inform your society and stay within the 4 walls unless you need to go out for CT Scan.

With media and social media highlighting suffering due to lack of beds, oxygen, etc. everyone is petrified of this virus and often end up panicking when they get it. Watch this video from a Doctor to Covid patients:

“One day you will tell your story of how you overcame what you’re going through now and it will become part of someone’s survival guide”.

Yoga, the reset button

Have you every pondered over life and lifestyle being interconnected? For example: Some of us stay up late on weekends, party hard, eat late and as a result disturb our body and sleep rhythm. And next morning we wake up feeling tired, foggy in the mind and distracted and drowsy throughout the day. This continues to the next day and becomes a habit if we don't step in and take control of our schedule. I'm sure you must have experienced this on several occasions.

Unfortunately, most of the diseases today including diabetes, fatty liver, hypertension and stress are all related to our lifestyle. Yoga is a great way to keep these diseases at bay and helps you easily reset life and lifestyle.

Cleanse life and lifestyle

I've been practicing yoga since my school days and decided to make it a daily routine in the last 15 years. As yoga is practiced early in the morning, I'm forced to hit the bed early so that I wake up feeling well rested. Moreover, Yoga requires the practitioner to eat sattvic food so that one doesn't wake up feeling lethargic or with an upset tummy. In short, Yoga helps you nip bad habits and negative thoughts in the bud.

Detox body and mind

Our daily routine and what we consume has a bearing on our mind and body. The asanas in yoga not only corrects our posture, but also ensure various organs of the body function well and secrete right amount of hormones. The regulated breathing exercise, calms the mind, keeps it agile and negative thoughts at bay.

Personally, yoga has helped me stay fit and keep medicines away. It has also helped me stay mentally agile and perky and physically flexible and in shape. I always travel with my yoga mat and it has always been the best way to start my day wherever I am.

You too can discover the power of yoga and experience the benefits and the unlimited potential it holds! Take your first step with can do attitude, without self doubt and keep marching. Anyone can start learning yoga and there is no age restriction. 

Native Village and Kula Devata Worship

A particular god worshipped in our lineage for generations is referred to as "Kula Devata". Srirangam Ranaganatha is the kula devata of Ikshvaku Family, the dynasty in which Lord Rama was born.

Usually, Kula Devata can be either a male or a female god and is back in our native village. Most families have a single deity while some the have multiple deities as Kula Devatas.

Due migration from villages and passing away of elders at an early age, families loose connections with their native villages and kula devata. During difficult times they consult astrologers who point them to go back and worship their kula devata for peace, prosperity and good health.

When a women gets married they start to worship the Kula Devata in their in-laws place thereby taking the tradition to their next generation.

While many of us may have moved from our native villages and forgotten the responsibility towards those deities. This is similar to the responsibility we have towards elders in the family. Those of us who know our Kula Devata, should make it a point to visit and take their blessings at least once a year and definitely before major life events such as weddings, child birth, upananayam, etc.

Also, every 12 years when temple consecration is held all natives should make it a point to fund the expenses and reconnect with deity and people of the village. Let’s not give up on our ancestry, identity and ensure we pass it on to next generation.

My mother maintains a file on all temples and has prepared a calendar of worship and marked down temples where the family has the responsibility to offer prayers on select auspicious days. We have the responsibility to offer prayers on the 3th and 4th Friday in Aadi (Kataka masam) at the Shiva temple at Kunniyur and 3rd and 4th Friday in Thai (Makara Masam) at Kamakshi temple, Kunniyur.

See a short video that documents our native village (Kunniyur, Thiruvarur District), native deity (Anandeshwara and Ambiramavalli) and kula devata (Kamakshi Amman).